Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo!

Although Lin En believed Uncle Yu could definitely withstand this attack and that he only needed to wait calmly for him to perform, this was the mindset of the weak! What he hated most was waiting helplessly for death.

An invisible, special spiritual domain spread out. Every bit of energy it touched was completely controlled by the domain's master. The energy contained within that blood spear was terrifying beyond measure; without a doubt, it was a sneak attack launched by a top-tier expert.

But the Vector Manipulation domain had one characteristic. Its greatest difference from other domains was numerical values!

So long as there was no special mechanism involved, the Vector Manipulation domain feared nothing less than a simple contest of raw numbers.

Little Sage immediately calculated the kinetic energy carried by the blood spear, the direction of its Soul Power circulation, the faint howls of vengeful ghosts, and the reactive force generated by impact, then stacked all of them together and reflected them back!

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The blood spear flew back even faster, its tip exceeding the speed of sound. The immense energy exploded against the ground, and the towering blood mist caused vast stretches of forest to wither.

Piercing shrieks rang out from within the blood mist. Every living creature enveloped by it fell in an instant, their flesh dissolving away.

The spear's soul power—or rather, its resentment—was not entirely reflected, because Little Sage needed some time to analyze this unfamiliar power. Soul power was unlike every kind of power Lin En had encountered before.

Fortunately, this level of soul power could not break through the light surrounding Yu Mu'en's dragon body. Yu Mu'en immediately spread his dragon wings wide and stopped his mad dash.

"Nicely done, kid. I knew you had potential, but I didn't expect you to have this much potential."

"That bizarre ability of yours can actually reflect an attack of this level? I've lived for so many years, and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it."

"Prepare yourself. We're in for a great battle next."

The moment the giant dragon finished speaking, the previously cloudless sky darkened in an instant.

Two figures slowly emerged in the sky and on the ground. Behind them stood a large number of black-robed Holy Spirit Disciples, while the hum of flying Soul Tools resembled summer gnats.

"I told you that Wraith Spear you forged was no good. It was far inferior to the one the Cult Leader forged. You spent so many wraiths on it, only for it to go to waste in a few seconds."

"You should stick to playing with your Myriad Souls Banner."

On the ground, the tall Evil Soul Master mocked his colleague.

The Evil Soul Master in the sky could barely keep his expression composed. This Wraith Spear had been forged using a full five thousand wronged souls. The materials had been ordinary—defective souls extracted during the massacre of a city some time ago.

Although it was merely a test product, its quality was still comparable to an Eighth-Level Soul Tool.

"Next time, I'll use better souls, and more of them. This time was just an accident."

"Abomination, mocking me is not our priority right now. We need to take down this Light Holy Dragon. The gift for the Supreme Cult Leader is still on it."

"The gift list has already been sent up, and the Supreme Cult Leader is quite pleased. If we end up disgracing her, you know the consequences!"

Myriad Soul Douluo spoke in a hollow voice. Abomination Douluo's body shuddered at his words.

The two of them had spent a long time in the Holy Spirit Cult, so they naturally knew who truly ruled the organization. The Supreme Cult Leader was far more terrifying than the Cult Leader.

If the two of them offended the Cult Leader, they would at most receive a verbal punishment, because the Cult Leader needed the services of elders like them.

But if they offended the Supreme Cult Leader, they might suffer a fate worse than death. Her moods were unpredictable, and she never cared about someone's identity when killing. Sometimes, on a whim, she would not even spare her own people.

Before this Supreme Cult Leader, neither of them even had the will to resist. The gap in their strength was like the Mariana Trench encountering Mount Everest.

"We should have killed you all from the beginning. Now you've caused me so much trouble, and even destroyed my Holy Altar!"

Myriad Soul Douluo's body exuded overwhelming yin energy. His wrinkled skin was corpse-pale, devoid of the slightest trace of blood.

A black banner appeared in his hand. Nine Soul Rings revolved around his body, and the aura of a Titled Douluo made it nearly impossible to breathe.

"I told you long ago to kill them, but you insisted on refining some great tonic souls. Now they've bitten back, and I have to clean up your mess!"

"Myriad Soul, if you don't give me thirty thousand souls for what happened today, you won't get away with it."

The old man on the ground began expanding at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, he surpassed twenty meters in height. Thick green mist flooded the earth, while sticky, revolting yellow-green fluid dripped from his balloon-like body.

His flesh bore countless signs of being stitched together. Dozens of faces emerged on his arms, their features blurry as if they were screaming in agony.

Nine Soul Rings likewise revolved around his body. Judging by his aura alone, he was even slightly stronger than Myriad Soul Douluo!

The auras of the two Evil Soul Master Titled Douluos locked down the surrounding space. Large numbers of Holy Spirit Disciples also revealed their Martial Souls and Soul Rings. Even the weakest possessed the strength of a Soul Elder, and their raw strength far surpassed Holy Servants of the same rank.

Yu Mu'en remained utterly fearless. The light Soul Power he controlled sent Lin En and the others to the ground. The three Soul Saints barely recovered a little of their combat strength, their Soul Rings flashing as they prepared to meet the slaughter.

The Light Holy Dragon unleashed an earth-shaking roar. One yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—eight Soul Rings lit up at once. Vast light energy erupted, like a golden sun rising from the ground.

Abomination Douluo was blasted away by that Soul Power. Myriad Soul Douluo snorted coldly.

"At the end of your strength, how long can that little Soul Power last?"

His third Soul Ring flashed. The Myriad Souls Banner instantly expanded tenfold, and countless resentful ghosts crawled out from the black banner. Layer upon layer of yin energy surged like a tsunami toward the Light Holy Dragon at the center.

The pure white dragon opened its jaws, gathering golden lightning within. Light and thunder intertwined as a vast will was born inside. Its evil-breaking power caused the yin energy to collapse at once—this was Dragon God Douluo's ultimate technique, Dragon Emperor Evil-Breaking Rend, especially effective against Evil Soul Masters.

Golden lightning shot forth. Myriad Soul Douluo was greatly alarmed, and his fifth Soul Ring lit up. His body transformed into black mist and fled into the Myriad Souls Banner, which instantly split into countless copies.

The black mist teleported freely among those Myriad Souls Banners. The giant dragon turned its head, sweeping the golden lightning across them. Any Myriad Souls Banner it touched vanished immediately.

"Abomination, are you still watching the show?"

Abomination Douluo clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Aren't you having a great time playing by yourself?"

"I'm coming."

The disgusting giant of flesh gripped a long whip formed from linked skulls. The whip lashed out and tightly bound the dragon's hind leg.

Abomination Douluo pulled hard. The golden lightning was thrown severely off course, and Myriad Soul Douluo narrowly escaped the attack.

"Disgusting light."

Myriad Soul Douluo felt stifled. The opponent's abilities restrained Evil Soul Masters far too thoroughly. If he had not launched a sneak attack back then, even three of him would not have been Yu Mu'en's match.

His sixth Soul Ring lit up. Twelve soul beast wraiths emerged from the Myriad Souls Banner. None of their auras were weak; even the weakest was likely at least fifty thousand years old.

Abomination Douluo suddenly leaped up, stepping through the air as he slammed into the giant dragon. The pure white dragon cried out in pain, then pressed a dragon claw wreathed in golden lightning viciously onto the mountain of flesh, forcing him back to the ground.

The twelve soul beast wraiths tore at the dragon's body like hyenas. Myriad Soul Douluo summoned countless wronged souls again, submerging it like a tidal wave.

But the light surrounding the dragon's body was an insurmountable chasm that all evil entities could never cross.

Myriad Soul Douluo knew that as well, but he did not believe Yu Mu'en possessed that much Soul Power. In half an hour at most, his Soul Power would be exhausted, and he would become a lamb awaiting slaughter.